The complimentary head set really isn't that sweet of a deal when you sit in the row where the monitors don't work.
For a good time, nothing quite beats riding for 3.5 hours with a strange dude's elbow embedded in your rib cage.
Of course he may well be thinking that it is truly a joy and delight to sit by a dude whose shirt smells like it has been used to rub down the winner of the Kentucky Derby.
They actually are charging for pillows and blankets on this flight. I have heard of such, but this is the first time I have seen it.
Duh, should have read the fine print. It's a "never-been slept on pillow" and a blanket that's "mine, just mine." If only I had seen that sooner - I have been experiencing such an overwhelming desire to own a miniature pillow.
One flight attendant wore rubber gloves to stow our bags and no gloves to pass out customs forms. Another flight attendant did the exact opposite. What's the deal with that.
I have seen things on this airplane that I have had no desire to see. Ever. There really should be fashion police for those people who wear too few clothes.
See you along the Trail.
25 May 2011
KIN - JFK
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